Irrelevant

It was a year of hard work, months of preparation, weeks of contemplation, only to reach a point of standing where you vow to have never stood again. You said you just wanted closure, but in your heart, you know that that's not just what you want. You want an explanation. An explanation for everything that leads you on. You want justice for the actions taken, for the heart that is broken, and for the love that is forgotten.

It was like coming at a door but not being able to knock. It all seemed irrelevant once you're in that situation. You just want to know, you keep telling yourself. But that's not how it goes. That one knock, that one sound, at the very moment will determine your faith, you could either make it or break it. A year of hard work, months of preparation and weeks of contemplation have all lead to nothing. Maybe not nothing, but to wait. It's funny how you're in that place again because waiting is where you vow to never have stood again.